finished?”
“Just one last thing and then I’ll be finished. . .
. I don’t know if you know this, but island men always stick with their own
kind. They may stray and they may play, but they always come back to their own
women. You foreigners are nothing more than distractions for them.”
Seeing the hurt in Janey’s eyes, Layla knew she’d
hit her mark and walked towards the door.
“I hope I’ve made myself clear but in case I
haven’t, stay away from Redmond. He’s mine. Always has been, always will be,”
Layla said as she exited the room.
Janey was glad she’d let herself out because tears
were streaming silently down her cheeks.
The words of her grandmother came back to haunt her, “ When
you’re from two different cultures; that’s just asking for trouble. Stick to
your own kind. ”
It
was like it was some kind of sign and it ignited all the fears Janey had ever
had about a relationship with Redmond.
The
one thing that stood out to Janey was that Layla had called Redmond her
husband. Not her ex-husband; her husband.
This
was a pit of vipers she did not want to climb into – wife, child, divorce,
custody. Dear lord, it was all so complicated.
Janey
made a decision.
.
. .
Janey
was relieved when Redmond called not five minutes after Layla left to say that
his clients’ flight was delayed and they wouldn’t know for another hour or so
if they would be able to leave tonight or would have to take one tomorrow.
They
asked him to stick around until they found out because if they didn’t get one
that night, they were going to come back with him and get one the next day. As
all business is built on repeat business in tourist havens like Sol y Besos ,
he’d felt that he couldn’t say no, he explained.
“I
still want to see you tonight Janey. I know it’ll be really late, but it’s
important that we talk.”
“We
will talk Redmond, but don’t worry about making it over tonight. You looked
tired earlier and as it is, you won’t be getting much sleep tonight. I have a
long day tomorrow, so why don’t you come over, say, around 5 tomorrow evening.
It’ll give us both time to do what we need to do, and we can talk then.”
Redmond
sensed something in her voice, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.
A
little panicked, he said, “You won’t disappear on me like you did the last time
will you?”
“I
promise not to leave without seeing you Redmond. Have a good night and get home
safe, ok?”
Redmond
trusted that she would be true to her word and said, “Ok, I’ll see you tomorrow
at 5.”
Janey
was glad she wouldn’t be seeing Redmond tonight. She needed time to gather the
strength to do what she knew must be done.
Chapter
16: The Decision
The
concierge rang at 4:58 p.m. the next day to let her know that a Mr. Hillyard
was there to see here. Janey told him to send him up.
Dear
Lord, give me strength. Give me strength to do what I need to do, Janey prayed,
just as a knock sounded on her door.
Redmond
entered and immediately pulled her to him, holding her tightly.
Not
wanting to prolong their encounter any longer, Janey took a deep breath and
stepped back from him, saying “Redmond, I’ve made a decision. I don't know if you
will understand it because I’m not sure I quite understand it myself. My hope
is that …”
Redmond
interrupted Janey. He didn't want to know what she had to say. All he knew was
that he had to have her in his life and he didn't want to hear anything that
was going to change that.
He
KNEW this woman; the very core of her. So he knew that in his heart, whatever
she had to say he was going to accept and find a way to for them to overcome
because the truth of the matter was, he couldn't live without her.
Erasing
the two feet of space between them, Redmond took Janey in the circle of his
arms again, put a finger on her lips to
“Just one last thing and then I’ll be finished. . .
. I don’t know if you know this, but island men always stick with their own
kind. They may stray and they may play, but they always come back to their own
women. You foreigners are nothing more than distractions for them.”
Seeing the hurt in Janey’s eyes, Layla knew she’d
hit her mark and walked towards the door.
“I hope I’ve made myself clear but in case I
haven’t, stay away from Redmond. He’s mine. Always has been, always will be,”
Layla said as she exited the room.
Janey was glad she’d let herself out because tears
were streaming silently down her cheeks.
The words of her grandmother came back to haunt her, “ When
you’re from two different cultures; that’s just asking for trouble. Stick to
your own kind. ”
It
was like it was some kind of sign and it ignited all the fears Janey had ever
had about a relationship with Redmond.
The
one thing that stood out to Janey was that Layla had called Redmond her
husband. Not her ex-husband; her husband.
This
was a pit of vipers she did not want to climb into – wife, child, divorce,
custody. Dear lord, it was all so complicated.
Janey
made a decision.
.
. .
Janey
was relieved when Redmond called not five minutes after Layla left to say that
his clients’ flight was delayed and they wouldn’t know for another hour or so
if they would be able to leave tonight or would have to take one tomorrow.
They
asked him to stick around until they found out because if they didn’t get one
that night, they were going to come back with him and get one the next day. As
all business is built on repeat business in tourist havens like Sol y Besos ,
he’d felt that he couldn’t say no, he explained.
“I
still want to see you tonight Janey. I know it’ll be really late, but it’s
important that we talk.”
“We
will talk Redmond, but don’t worry about making it over tonight. You looked
tired earlier and as it is, you won’t be getting much sleep tonight. I have a
long day tomorrow, so why don’t you come over, say, around 5 tomorrow evening.
It’ll give us both time to do what we need to do, and we can talk then.”
Redmond
sensed something in her voice, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.
A
little panicked, he said, “You won’t disappear on me like you did the last time
will you?”
“I
promise not to leave without seeing you Redmond. Have a good night and get home
safe, ok?”
Redmond
trusted that she would be true to her word and said, “Ok, I’ll see you tomorrow
at 5.”
Janey
was glad she wouldn’t be seeing Redmond tonight. She needed time to gather the
strength to do what she knew must be done.
Chapter
16: The Decision
The
concierge rang at 4:58 p.m. the next day to let her know that a Mr. Hillyard
was there to see here. Janey told him to send him up.
Dear
Lord, give me strength. Give me strength to do what I need to do, Janey prayed,
just as a knock sounded on her door.
Redmond
entered and immediately pulled her to him, holding her tightly.
Not
wanting to prolong their encounter any longer, Janey took a deep breath and
stepped back from him, saying “Redmond, I’ve made a decision. I don't know if you
will understand it because I’m not sure I quite understand it myself. My hope
is that …”
Redmond
interrupted Janey. He didn't want to know what she had to say. All he knew was
that he had to have her in his life and he didn't want to hear anything that
was going to change that.
He
KNEW this woman; the very core of her. So he knew that in his heart, whatever
she had to say he was going to accept and find a way to for them to overcome
because the truth of the matter was, he couldn't live without her.
Erasing
the two feet of space between them, Redmond took Janey in the circle of his
arms again, put a finger on her lips to
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